New Year's Resolutions for 2011

It's that time of the year again. Time to think of things I want to achieve in 2011.... Funny, just the other day I read about "how to write New Year's Resolutions that you are able to keep". Now I beg to differ. Yes, some resolutions should be doable but I do think, you should put some things you might or might not be able to achieve. Maybe you are just not able to achieve them the coming year... maybe you will never be able to achieve them. Nevertheless I believe in putting some dreams and wishes into the resolutions just to make it more interesting and to keep you going. 


I recommend to all of you to write your N Y R's down and keep them safe. Have a look every now and then... or wait till the end of the year and look at them. It's rather interesting how you're life has moved forward from the moment you wrote them to the moment a year later when you read them. 


I had rather a bit of a laugh today when I read my 2010 resolutions. ;) 


Alright, shall we get started? (and yes.. it makes sense to write them down before the end of the year... why not start NOW? Have a "head start" ;) Come on, join me...)


So here are my 2011 Resolutions 

• As every year, trying to loose some of that extra weight

• Still hoping for my breast and hallux valgus OP (well at least one of the two)

• Running a Marathon (Yes I registered for April 8, 2011 Tel Aviv)

• Swimming across the Kineret (21K OW in October)

• Renovating my house 

• Getting a loan from the bank to renovate the house (lol)

• Get engaged to a decent man who loves me

• Put my Doberman on diet

• Get click pedals and shoes for my lovely Dolce

• Swim, Bike and Run more

• Write a book with my great friend G2 (yes we already started.. so stay tuned)

• Working on my "Trust Issues" with my shrink (wonder how that works out at the end)

• Travel around, visiting some great friends (Europe, South Africa, USA)

• Sell the house (wonder how many more years that will make my NYR's)

• Suing my ex lover who still owes me money and avoids talking to me for over a year already.... I am going to get ya!!!

• Finding either a better paid job or a second job so I'm able to have it easier paying the bills and "live" a little

• Making an effort working things out with a certain person

• Swim more with my dogs

• Join a Tri Club

• Try to see things clearer (as for what they are and not for what I want them to be!!! that only breaks my heart!!!) 

I guess that will do.... some are easy to accomplish some won't happen but for me personally it's important to have some dreams and wishes written down and look at them to get going. 


So, what are your New Year's Resolutions??? I dare you ;) 




Happy New Year!!!

And another year has passed....

and I'm still in Israel... sheesh.... this ain't good... 


I am about to write a review of 2010 and.... as every year... write down my new years resolutions :) 


Looking back at my list of last year ... I have to say.. #FAIL... big time!!!


New Year's Resolutions for 2010


Talk less and listen more??? FAIL... ask the guy I've been with this summer... 


Keep more private???? nope... I even started sharing my life story with a shrink bwhahaha 


Ok.. the "don't let people miss with my life so much" went a bit better.. also due to the help of Mr. E.


No sofas for the dogs to eat.. so haha... ;) 


Bitch behind the back.. nope.. I post what I think straight on FB and Twitter lmao


House renovation and move?? BIIIIG FAIL!!!!!!!!! but still working on it... darn banks..


World peace??? hmmm I blame the others


Finding a decent BF??? well.. he didn't see himself as my BF (after 7 months going out.. funny).. and I don't find him decent any longer!!!


Loose weight.. well I lost some.. and I got in better shape :)


For the Marathon... well Tel Aviv in April 2011 will be :) woohoo


I behaved with the shoe shopping :)


No travelling... my family and my reunion has to wait.. :)


I do think I am braver.. and try to see the positive in things... not always working out.. but... I am working on it :)


Swim Meets... well.... next year.. ;) lol... Worlds!!!!!!!!! woohoo :)

You're girl is lovely, Hubble!!!

Remember the movie... the end...



And of course.. there is the 'explanation' in the Sex and the City way..

Well I am a Katie Girl too.... last week my ex became a father... for as long as he was 'just' married, everything seemed still 'possible'... but now.. that there is a child... it's all gone...

Even when I saw pictures of her getting 'bigger'... it seemed like a bad dream and someone will poke me and wake me up. Unfortunately, no one ever came to poke me but I did wake up. Tough wake up.

I wish, I could ask the same question... just like Carrie... and yup.. I also know the answer... I was just too complex and she is 'the simple girl'...

Is he happy? I don't know... and seriously.. I don't care... 

Would he be happier with me? I don't think so....

Would I be happier if he was with me? NOPE!!!

But try telling that to my heart.

Of those 12 years in Israel.. I wasted 6 years actively and 3 years passively for this guy... and what was I left with... a broken heart.

I know he's not the right guy... I mean... who would like to marry a guy who tells you in advance that he will cheat on his wife... ??? I guess, that is one of the reasons we never made it.. he knew, I would find out ... and he knows.. how scary I can be when I'm angry... his wife on the other hand is either blind or pretends to not see... don't know what worse.. but... it's sad... I feel sorry for her and for their baby boy...

My ex told me not long ago, that he's a hunter.. that he'll aways hunt no matter what... and that cheating is ok.. as long as HE's the cheater... not the one cheated on.. (of course)!!!

Now here's my theory... sometimes you meet the love of your life, but it just can't work out. That's what happened here... we were perfect together but would never have made it... I know it sounds stupid, but that's how it is. 

Will you ever get over this kind of love? I don't think so... I won't .. he's a too big part of my life... 

The question is.... what would happen... if..... 

And yes.. as mean as this might sound.. but after 9 years knowing this guy... I know that there won't be a 'happy ending' to his marriage..... and I also know... he'll be 'back in my life'... as in.. sending me emails or even call.... but would I take him back? Unlike Carrie and Mr. Big, I wouldn't. I am no second choice. I don't need a man who cheats... I don't need a man who made a baby (we talked about having many years ago) with the girl he left me for.... no matter how low he crawls back, there is no 'taking back'... it took me three years to realize that, but hey.. better late than never... 

Even though I don't want him back... it hurts to see him live the life he told me we're going to have, with another girl... who.. hmm.. ever so slightly resembles me... isn't this ironic???

Ah well I guess.. I have to buckle up... move and hope for the best... and if he dares to come after me (as so many times before)... I hope that at least I have the balls to tell him once and for all 'go to hell'!!!

Just as Carrie said: "Maybe some women aren't meant to be tamed. Maybe they just need to run free till they find someone just as wild to run with them."

I know there is a guy out there... a real man... who's got 'the balls' to deal with a 'Katie-Girl'.. who's not afraid of a girl who knows what she wants in life and who learned at an early age, to stand on her own two legs and take life in her own hands and I know I will find him sooner or later. 

Mr. R rejected my love.... and I shouldn't see this as a sad thing.. but as a chance for myself to find someone not only better but someone who is true and real and full of love for a crazy fuzzette girl like me. 

The right Timing...

Or in my case... 'usually the wrong timing' lol.. especially when it comes to guys... and now I'm worried... do I have bad timing when it comes to open my biz and move to the USA too???

Lately I've heard of a few people who moved to the USA to open a biz and failed.... bad timing... bad economy... and... that makes me think... after all... this is a big thing for me.. to move.. and open my own biz... there is more to it, this time than just my private life... my money... my future... this time.. I have to say... FAILURE IS NOT AN OPTION... so... when is the 'right timing' to move???


Ok, it isn't really funny, but I honestly have the wrong timing all the time. Oh, of course we all have sometimes bad timing, but I do feel, as if my whole life is 'wrong timing'...

Want an example? Alright here we go:

In Summer 2006... I was in love with a nice American guy from San Francisco... we wanted to meet and see, if we have a future together... had big plans.. if we 'klicked'... we would get married and move to Baltimore. We decided to to meet in Chicago... he's a big fan of Chicago and I've never been there. We booked flights, checked out hotels and I got a dogsitter. The bad timing you ask? Israel and Lebanon started a war and my dogsitter got scared and left Israel and I had to cancel the whole trip. (The good thing was, that all the airlines involved got us a full refund!!)

More bad timing? I usually fall in love with all the wrong guys at all the wrong times. The guys are either just out of a relationship and not ready for anything, others are only looking for fun or those who would like to have a relationship are just not my cup of tea. Of course some say, that isn't bad timing, but if this is ALWAYS the case, it has to be bad timing... it just can't be, that there's never a guy who fits.... at the right time...

That was one of the reasons I got on 'strike' over 2 years ago.... no more dating... I had enough.... and I wanted to be ready for my move and have my head clear...

Did it help??? hmm.. not really... I am still in the middle of everything... and worried... that I move at the wrong time...

Of course I won't be moving in the next few days.... but the US are still in the middle of the crisis... Israel is out of it.. we don't feel it... we have no idea, just how deep the US are in it... and I am only able to find out, once I move.

My friends making fun of me.... nagging me.. 'when do you finally move? Come on.. admit it, you don't wanna move'.... 'just watch out.. you'll fall in love just before you move and stay'.... hmm... are they right? I wonder... I do want to move.. yes.... I am not in love... and not planning on falling into it in the near future... (yes.. I know.. some ppl might beg to differ... but they are wrong... I am not in love.. I am not even in Lust... well not anymore... hahaha... we covered that.. haha.. tnx Mr. X hahaha)

So... when do I move, when is the right time? A question .. I am just not able to answer right now... but.. I know... THIS time.. for once in my life.. I'll have the PERFECT timing.... and I'll be successful... and who knows... once the biz works.. my timing in my love life will work out too??? ;)

Have yourself a merry little Christmas...

and every year (even though I don't celebrate x-mas), I watch ONE x-mas movie...


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B8cquBKf5jc


Yes.. I am not a kid anymore (well at heart I think I still am), but it does teach us some valuable lessons...

May you all have a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year with your loved ones.



Gali :)





Mickey's Once Upon A Christmas

One time a year there is a marvelous night…

when enchantment and wonder park and take flight.

Each home fills with joy on this grand holiday…

with hearts growing warm in a magical way.

The rooms are all covered with garlands and wreaths.

The mantle is ready, with stockings beneath.

Lights twinkle and glow and bells brightly chime.

The moment's arrived! It's here! Christmas time.



Three precious gifts lie under this tree...

what secrets they hold?

Let's look, and we'll see.

The first tells a story for us all to hear…

about laugher and family and those we hold dear.

We love Christmas so much we want it to stay…

but what if we wished it was here everyday?



So, Christmas was meant to last just one day…

and maybe it's simply better that way.

It's a time to be treasured. It can't always be here…

but the feeling it gives us can last the whole year.



Now, this gift holds a story both wondrous and rare…

about a father and a son and the love that they share.

This Christmas, they'll learn before the night's through…

if we care for each other our dreams can come true.



So, Christmas is found In the way that we live…

not what we receive, but what we can give.



Now that last present here may seem rather small…

not fancy or flashy, or special at all.

But this gift can be given by the rich or the poor.

It's a gift of the heart, and it means so much more.



A gift from the heart is cherished and true.

A present is best…

when love's given too.



So, in the end, it's love that's the reason…

that Christmas is more that a gift-giving season.

It's a time with our loved ones to show that we care…

when families and neighbors come together to share.

So, this Christmas season, let us all do out parts…

to keep Christmas spirit alive in our hearts.

and never forget:



"Christmas isn't about candy canes, holly or lights all aglow..


It's about the hearts that we touch and the care that we show."

Being a single woman in Israel ... or .. customer service a la Israel...

This is the sad story of "Customer Service".. or let me rephrase this.. "the non- existing Customer Service" in Israel

A couple of months ago, I decided to get a second mortgage on my house to finally start renovating the house. What I have been through ever since, well no movie could be "better".

When I first went to the bank, I was pretty sure, this isn't going to be a big thing. My mortgage I have right now, isn't that high and the value of my house is about 10 times my mortgage. Hell was I wrong!!!

The banker (a guy) told me into my face, that being my age and a SINGLE WOMAN will most certainly be a problem. Also taking into account that I have a "normal" job and I am not a super high prayed lawyer or doctor, is most certainly NOT GOOD. Maybe I should consider taking up a second job. (Yes sure... I only do 13 hours every other day but yup, right who needs to sleep and take a shower when I could work 24/7)

After all, I am a SINGLE WOMAN.. therefore I have NO RIGHT to a private life!!! work girl work.

I got really pissy with the guy and when he started on "maybe you should consider marriage"... I started shouting at him. Who the hell is he thinking he is... talking to me like that? And what does marriage got to do with anything. Yes, I do understand that with two incomes, its easier, but that is not a reason to get married. I marry for love, not for money and because "my life might be easier"!!!

So, being turned down for a second mortgage ("no we don't care about the value of your house!!!") I decided to change banks. (Which I should have done at the end.... dumb me). During the Succot Holidays I went to all kind of banks to get an offer. I also decided to go again to my bank to get an offer to "change" the mortgage agreement to a better one.

In the end, I decided to agree upon staying at my bank (BIIIG MISTAKE!!!) and my bank story went from worse to nightmare.

Never mind all the time I had to take off work to run to Tabo and the bank, but the way they talked to me, just too much. Ever since agreeing on the new agreement for my mortgage, I had a woman to deal with. You think the guy was bad behaved... well let me tell you this, as a single woman you don't want to deal with a younger married woman with a child! (don't get me wrong, I don't think there is anything wrong with being married and having kids, I have loads of those kind of friends.. but they also talk to me like a "mensch") Whereas in Israel, in the public eye and obviously at my bank, this is very different. She talked to me as if I have no idea of life, never achieved a single thing and actually I am not even worth being talked to. I felt like dirt.... no like pond life... or even less than pond life!

Now, it's her daily job to deal with mortgages, she should know, what kind of Insurances, official papers and other things I have to bring. You really think she bothered telling me? Of course not. "lets make that girl work for her money" (and we talk here only about my existing mortgage, not a new one!!!) I don't even remember how many times I had to run to the bank during my lunch break just to be told, what a stupid idiot I am, bringing the wrong papers.

Long story short, at the end I figured most of the things out myself. All I had to do (according to the bank) is getting a new Life Insurance for the amount of the mortgage and that's it. I went with all my papers to the bank, just to be told that I am missing the House Insurance. Well last time I asked, she told me, it will be included.. but of course.. my bad.. "you're Hebrew isn't that good, right?" grrrrr

So I got a House Insurance and told the Insurance girl, to fax all the details to the bank asap. That was November 8,2009. I called the bank and as usual, didn't get to any person, machine only. Fine, I left a message, saying, that if there IS a problem, please let me know, and I left my contact details.

I didn't hear anything back from the bank, went to Berlin (had the time of my life) came back and expected to have the new mortgage fees. Well, not in November.. and tata not in December. I got so angry, that I took all the papers I got from the insurance with me and went to the bank yesterday (12/14/09). So the bank person tells me, that there was something wrong with the insurance and they couldn't make the change. She even had the guts to tell me, that actually she needs to charge me again the full amount of "mortgage changing" which was around $300. I looked at her sooo angry, that she changed her mind about that at least.

Today I spent about 50 emails with the Insurance until they finally called and we "solved" the mystery. Now I am waiting for the fax to extend my Life Insurance for an extra year (make that 21 instead of 20) and.. nothing happens.. I wait.... (well it's only 3 hours since she told me that she's going to send a fax)... uffff

Now.. the question is this... the Insurance sent the wrong fax to the bank, so the bank couldn't make the change.. but the bank didn't bother contacting me or the insurance about that mistake.

And now take this.. I HAVE TO PAY EXTRA for their mistakes.....

so.. what exactly is wrong with that picture?????


I'm coming down with a stomach ulcer.....


to be continued..... (unfortunately) ... uffff

Hanukkah just around the corner

Can't believe it's Hanukkah soon again..... gosh.. time flies and I can't keep up with it, it seems. So.. where do I stand with my big dream?

First.... I am still waiting for someone to finally buy my antiques.... they take soo much space in the house, that renovating around it, is kind of impossible. Second... my "family" in Jerusalem is going to have surgery.. well... Ruth will.. next Sunday ... she's getting a pacemaker... sounds scary but it seems to be a short surgery and she should be out the next day. Lets hope.

Once the surgery is over.. and Ruth has recovered and the furniture is gone, the renovation will start... what happens next.. who knows..

Lets get there first.. and then we take the next few steps...


Btw.... before I pack everything... I have tons of booze in the house... so.... lets party.... honestly... PAAARTYYY... I won't take all the stuff with me to the US.... hihi

How to find the WRONG guys...

the story of my life...


Many years ago, when I was even more naive than now (yes.. I was.. hard to believe I know.. lol)... I followed my heart and moved to Israel for a guy. Alright.. we were young and didn't know any better and I do not blame him at all, for this not working out.

For years, living in Israel, I went on bad dates, I don't even know, where to start... just let me tell you this much... having to pay for a coffee, taking the bus or taxi home after a date and being stood up, was a regular. Wanna get a funny example. Lets see. Alright here we go. I met this guy online, who's pic I really liked and we talked.... soon after, I met the same guy (the pic) on another dating site and figures.... same pic... two guys. Eventually we found out, who was the "cheater" and he was blocked from the site and the "real" guy decided, that he really enjoyed talking to me and would like to meet. He picked me up (wow.. big thing)... and took one look at me, deciding, that I won't be "the one"... (fair enough) but not only that.. he obviously decided, that I wasn't even the one to go out for a coffee. Instead of just saying so, we drove to Tel Aviv and him refusing to use paid parking, drove around, finding a spot. About 40 minutes later (and me getting a wee bit pissy, I even offered to pay for parking), he told me, that he is late for a meeting with friends.. and he will let me out here, so I can take a bus, because his friends are all the way up north and if he brings me home, he'll be late. I let me out, in the middle of the night on a dark street... all alone, no bus and no people around. I never talked to him again.

Again years later and getting slightly sick of Israeli guys, I went travelling to the US and fell in love with the country. (Not that I wasn't dreaming of becoming a cowgirl and live in the wilds of Texas as a kid.. lol.. but this time it was more real... if you know what I mean)... and.. I discovered... "Jewish American Men"...

So I was on a task... find the perfect guy in the US.... someone I could love and someone who would love me in return... and yes of course I wanted to move there... that's why I kind of stopped looking for guys in Israel.... come on.. what's the point in going out here with guys you can't stand... when maybe over the ocean, my dream guy is just waiting for me to make the first move...

Having lived in the US for some time, I was very familiar with CL (craigslist).. which, Israelis still aren't... ( at least not that much)... and there I was.. on the dream man quest.... I thought I put a pretty smart ad on CL and I did get a lot of replies.... most of them, not exactly what I wanted... some offering me marriage for money (no I am not THAT desperate!!!) others were just soo not my style... and I don't even talk looks.. just the way the behaved through writing...

While I stayed in San Diego, I met a guy online.... whom after some time, grew pretty fond on me... and we were chatting almost daily... After a few months and being back in Israel, we decided to meet and see, where this could go.. The deal was pretty simple... IF we click in real life too, he leaves Cali, I leave Israel and we move to Baltimore.

We never met, the first flight had to be cancelled due to the Second Lebanon War and the second flight due to his health... well... that's what he said... but I figured... as much as I liked the guy.... he could not be the ONE... I need someone who actually DOES.... blabla doesn't do it for me.

So.. the quest went on.. and I saw an ad on CL from a guy in the US who looked for "his Princess" in Israel.... hmm.. I wasn't very fond of his looks and actually I only wanted to help the poor guy, telling him, that 1. on CL Israel most girls won't look and 2. he doesn't want a "princess".... those girls are way too spoiled... and no fun. He should look for a real girl....

Well, you got it right.. we started to talk more and more.. and even though I didn't like his looks very much and he was (IMHO) way too old for me (I just don't manage with guys older than me.. sorry...) he was very good in telling "stories" and I enjoyed them.

End of story (well actually this is the beginning really)... we decided to meet...

He was supposed to come to Israel beginning of June but he had to postpone the flight for some weird reason.... (I later on found out .. what the REAL reason is...) anyways, he accused his ex gf of all kind of things and I found that all a bit disturbing, but who am I to ask.

So he arrived mid June and when I picked him up at the airport I knew right away, THIS IS NOT GOING TO WORK.... but instead of listing to myself, I tried to be super polite.... We went to the Hostel, where I booked (and paid!!!) a room for him for the coming days and I told him, that I'll pick him up for dinner later on. I did make it pretty clear very soon, that we can be friends.. but nothing more and he was absolutely ok with it....

At first, he seemed like a funny guy and I didn't mind his company too much so after a few days I offered him to be my guest and stay at my place. (I am just too friendly sometimes.. geeez).... so he did.. and this is, where the story goes from bad to mad.

He not only smoked like a chimney (I am a total anti-smoker and I can't stand it)... he started to drink like a fish. And nope, not one of those cute Koi Fishies.. but really heavily.... (Side note for people who don't really know my story.. my mother was an alcoholic and passed away at the age of 54 due to liver cancer.. so you can understand, that I can't really stand brainless drinking)... Of course, I didn't say anything, it's his liver, his life, right?

After a week, he suddenly told me, that he is going to stay in Israel... "I am not going back to the US, I stay"... so I tried to help him, getting all the information to make Aliyah (Immigrate to Israel). During those very few days, he started to drink even more, it seemed, the more stress, the more beer this guy needed. One evening he went with a good friend of mine to the Ulpan (Hebrew Language School) and that evening he finally showed his REAL face. He was ranting about everything and everyone and told me, how unhelpful I was and that I am obligated to help him and actually do all the paper stuff and research for him. (yeah right.. sure..) Then he went on and on about how life has been unfair and that he is the only honest person and everyone around him only wants to harm him. In short, he is the angle and we are all evil.

I got so scared, I didn't even go to bed that night. I stayed up all night, sitting on the sofa, with the dogs, hoping he won't wake up.

In the morning, I sent him out, to get some fresh air.. so I could consult some friends.. they all told me, "he has to leave asap". Some even offered me, to kick him out. Now... this SHOULD have been the time to kick him out, but feeling guilty of him flying all the way to Israel and I let him down, I couldn't. He stayed another night. The next morning he started to verbally abuse me in such manners, that even I had enough and told him, he's got 30 minutes to leave or I call the police.

He did leave, cursing and spitting and screaming. He told me, that he hasn't got any money, which wasn't true, but of course he tried to get at least something out of me, but I told him, that this is his problem, a guy his age has to be able to take care of himself and he still got the ticket to fly home.

Obviously he didn't fly home. He immigrated to Israel with fake papers and he is still in the country.

Now.. here are some interesting facts.

About a week after he left (His flight back to the US was already "gone byebye") I called the Hostel, where I lived first, to see if he is still there and guess what, he worked there.

I got so scared, knowing that this crazy angry guy lives so close by, I started doing some research. I contacted with a fake Myspace Account the wife of his best friend. Pretending, that I met him in Israel and I just wanted to know how he was, because he acted a bit weird. Well from this message on, the floodgate of Hell opened.

End of story, I got in touch not only with the wife of his now EX best friend, but also with loads of other people who were involved with him in some sort of way. Figures, he wasn't Jewish, he never studied and he wasn't a Journalist. All he was and still is, is a pathological liar. He takes the identities and stories of others and makes them HIS. He turns things around, so they suit him best and because he truly believes in what he is saying, people actually believe him.

I had immigration police on him, but they are not worth 5 Cents.... they know he committed Immigration Fraud and yet, he got his ID and he got money from the government, which all Immigrants get to have an easy start.

It is pretty unbelievable, how this guy has managed for over 40 years, lying and cheating his way through life. At first I was very angry, now I actually pity him for not being able to stand up and be "a man".

I also know, that I was very lucky, getting out so fast and unharmed. Hearing stories of others who met him, I thank G-D for looking after me so good. After some while I started to see more of the whole puzzle and I realized, he was absolutely not interested in me as a woman, all he wanted was a cheap live/eat/citizenship girl. He thought, that I would be naive enough and believe in what he says and marry him. Of course, for a guy who is in so much legal trouble in the US, I was an amazing catch. Being Swiss of course he thought I was loaded and owning a private house isn't too bad either of course.

Now, here is where he made some big mistakes. First: He told me, he was Jewish. Being Jewish but raised Catholic, I went to Jewish School in Jerusalem and I learned... EVERYTHING.. trust me.. I know much more, than the average Israeli (and yup... even quite a lot of religious ones). So any mistake, when it comes to Judaism and how to live it and behave, I catch you. And so I did. He had all kind of pathetic excuses which I didn't believe for a second. Second: I never trust a drunk, seeing my mom drunk all my life, I know what that means and I would never ever get involved with a drunk (even if he would be the most amazing guy... friends.. yes... love.. no way) He knew about my mom's history.. he knew, that I would find out very fast, what really is going on. Drunks can't hide for too long, especially not, when you can spot them as good as people like me. Third: My dogs hated him. Always trust your animals, they can feel, if someone's a good person. Judge a person by the behavior of your animals.

Fourth: (and IMHO his biggest mistake) He trusted me a wee bit too much (or he just thought I was an idiot Blonde). He told me too many details about his life. It was very easy for me to find people who were involved with him and make a list of all the things he let out. Together with those new amazing, honest and carrying friends, we solved the puzzle.

This is not the end... but I am pretty sure, he will make more mistakes and finally have to give up, leave the country and go back to the US, where jail time is waiting for him and for his victims finally justice.

What have I learned from all this? Never trust a man?? Well I kind of knew that before... (kiddin').. No, honestly, I did learn a very important lesson. Not that this is new, but if he sounds too good, he probably is. And... you can't force "finding love".. Love will find you when the time is right. The older I get, the more I understand this. When I was young, I tried to force my love on others, tried to make them love me, well that is never working and it better not, because this would most certainly be a very sad love story.

Love comes, when we least expect it and it will knock us off our heels Ladies!!!

And.. another important thing, I would say, the most important an I would say, amazing lesson I have learned.... if you stop looking at the negative experiences and you look for the positive ones, you'll see, that actually not only did I get out unharmed, but I met some awsome people who became great friends!! I love you very much guys!!!  Besitos :)

So, for now, I am on a dating strike... (lol) sounds bad, but it isn't. I am way too busy with my own life and I realized, that I have to look after myself first. If I don't who will? Now, don't worry, I will put my sexy heels and my little black one on again, when the time and place is right. But for now, I am quite happy with what I have and I am way too busy planning my move and opening a biz in the US. Once that is done, I have my head and for sure my heart again open for the future Mr. Muus....  

Berlin here I come

Alright, after almost 4 years of not leaving Israel, I guess it really is time, to do something about it. And what better "excuse" than going to see Michael Phelps swim in Berlin??? ;)

Now, people who know me, have somewhat a slight idea of just how difficult "travelling" is for me. For those who don't know me.... here a short explanation.

I own 4 super cute big dogs and have tons of cats. So planning a trip means much more than getting a flight and a hotel for me.

I have to get a place for the dogs, a catsitter and yup... that catsitter will have to check, that the house is ok too. (Had one too many break ins, to feel good, leaving the house alone for too long).

Now.. my trip to Berlin... the tickets for the meet are already here (well with Ellen in Berlin... thanks Ellen... you are the best) and my friends Chaia and Joachim will get their sofa bed ready for me to crash... woohoo can't wait to see you guys again.. it's been too long.

The Dog Farm will pick up the dogs and I next week I'll go cat sitter hunting... that shouldn't be too difficult.

All I need now is the ticket for the flight. I am still waiting for the prices to drop... this will be soo good... I can hardly believe it.

Now.. I need to pack.. USA Flag, Swiss Flag (where the heck can I get a Swiss Flag???) and maybe even an Israeli Flag (need to check if there are any Israeli Swimmers).

I even got a cute present for "my" Phelpsi... gosh.. I am soo in love with it.. hahaha.. this will be great...

Also looking forward to see Dominik Meichtry (a Swiss Freestyler) swim... :) (hopp schwiiz)

I am trying to make a pic of MP's present... ;)


So... other than running little errands.. I am almost ready for the "big meet" ;)

Dark... as it can get....

Well... if anyone comes up to me and tells me "may the new year be better than the last year" I am honestly going to smack them.


So lets see... the last year ended with the Bank denying me to raise my loan.. I really thought, that after that, it can only get better... but.. gosh I was sooo wrong...

Friday night (Rosh Ha'Shana Eve) I fell down the stairs and got bruised all over. Yup.. fun... I just love to lead a colorful life...

Sunday morning at 7 (Second Day of Rosh Ha'Shana) my Electric Plug Cuboard went on fire. So I had to sit in the dark that day. And guess what.. yup.. still sitting in the dark....

I guess I need to change all the security plugs... and.. as it is almost the end of the months... there is just not enough money on my bank account to get it all fixed. (Hmm.... what did the bank say, why they don't wanna give me a higher loan.... "you are a single woman with a secretarial income"... yup.. that I am)... So I guess.. I DESERVE to sit in the dark... just hope, I won't run out of candles.. THAT would really suck...


Now I ask you.. can it get any worse??? Yes of course, I was lucky... that I was at home when the fire broke out... yes I am lucky that no rocket has hit my house (so far)... yes I am lucky that my house wasn't flooded for years.... but still.. don't I deserve a bit of peace and quiet?


One day, when this is all over, I will for sure write a book... and I hope, I will be able to laugh about those "incidents" and say... yup.. life is tough.. but I am tougher!!! I will show the world, that a single girl can manage... even without the help of the bank.. and without light!!!!



The Upside of the story... I can't clean the house.. it's too dark to see the dirt.. LMAO>>> Hahahaha

And again... "welcome to Israel's Logic"

Alright, trying to get ready for my big House Project (Renovating and Selling), I am trying to do as much research as possible. Having Home Center close by, I'll just go and check out certain things next friday, but we also have ACE, which is at the other end of the city. Being a smart Blonde, or so I thought, I went online to check out the website. Surprise surprise, they have a nice website with NO prices what so ever.

Now, one could think, all the things must be for free then, but I do know better.... come on... "free" and "Jew" and "Israeli" don't go together.... So they actually want me to come over, so I buy not just the things I need, but much more.

I think this sucks. Having to renovate the house, takes too much time already, but running around to check prices, is even more of a headache.

So I guess, sorry ACE, but you won't get even one Shekel from me, if your so called "Customer Service" is "this good"...

Well I guess, for Israeli Standards it's quite good... after all, they do have a website... LMAO!!!

Purple Bra Day is next Friday! Lets fight Cancer! Livestrong!!!

In honor of women's history month and in memory of Erma Bombeck who lost her fight with cancer.

IF I HAD MY LIFE TO LIVE OVER - by Erma Bombeck

(written after she found out she was dying from cancer).

I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren't there for the day.

I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage. I would have talked less and listened more.

I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained, or the sofa faded.

I would have eaten the popcorn in the 'good' living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.

I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.

I would have shared more of the responsibility carried by my husband.

I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed. I would have sat on the lawn with my grass stains.

I would have cried and laughed less while watching television and more while watching life.

I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn't show soil, or was guaranteed to last a lifetime.

Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I'd have cherished every moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.

When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, 'Later. Now go get washed up for dinner.' There would have been more 'I love you's' More 'I'm sorry's.'

But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute, look at it and really see it, live it and never give it back.

STOP SWEATING THE SMALL STUFF!!!

Don't worry about who doesn't like you, who has more, or who's doing what Instead, let's cherish the relationships we have with those who do love us.

IN MEMORY .. . . . ..


These are the colours that represent the different cancers.

All you are asked to do is keep this circulating, even if it's to one more person, in memory of anyone you know who has been struck by cancer.

A Candle Loses Nothing by Lighting Another Candle.

Please Keep The Candle Going!

This one I do ask that you please send on. By sending this on, you will think and realize how you've been blessed, up until now.

This is a disease which affects all families... no one is exempt!

Friends visiting Tel Aviv

Ah... finally after not seeing Sam and Franziska for two years, they managed to visit Tel Aviv this summer for almost three weeks. Went out to the beach, nice restaurants and Franziska cooked. All in all, a lovely time and I honestly can't wait to come to Zurich to visit them.

Now I'm "alone" again in Tel Aviv.. buuhuu.. but Sam's Parents are coming back to Israel in about a week or so.... woohooo.. Swiss Thommy Mayo.... lol... and of course.. Swiss Chocolate...

Can't believe how fast the time is flying by when it seems only like yesterday, when I decided to move away from Israel and here I am.. still stock... (but not for too long... hopefully).

Anyways, life is good in summer in Tel Aviv and I do enjoy it quite a bit. I know that once I move, the "good life" will be over for some time, till the shop is doing well and I am used to "the new life". So here's to "hot summer in the city" of Tel Aviv.

Love you!